...we were practically SHOVED into flight deck seats. On our first 787 flight, methinks it was EWR-landing at LAX, MOONS ago, I was dawdling, with my rollaboard in tow, and partially blocking the way of pax exiting from first, and sticking my head into the cockpit. One of the pilots, rather a youngish looking dude, and who was already in the entryway saying buh-bye to exiters, turned, and, to get me out of traffic, fairly pushed me into what may have been his seat, and asked if I wanted him to take a picture with the camera I was by now brandishing. He obliged, and R and I now have several grinning shots we've bored many friends with. Definitely parked at the gate, f.y.i.